Saturday, December 25, 2004
thoughts
a bored bored sad christmas.
though the desire is there give by god,
the urge to do it is still frail, isnt there.
aih.
alas alas, what has happened to this year?
a year thought to be full of purpose,
full of expectations,
but results are simply pathetic.
fruits of your labour?
nothing for me.
perhaps I just didnt work enough.
hm. a special and sad year.
express yourself {2:33 AM}
Friday, December 24, 2004
snowing.
a white christmas,
atmosphere of sharing,
walls of amber,
a fireplace, a sofa, a real life christmas tree,
dressed with exquisite decorations and lights,
carpeted floor,
hot turkey,
acompanied by dishes and dishes of christmas delicacies,
music, lights, hot chocolate,
party, people dancing,
exchanging gifts.
a perfect christmas.
my dreamed christmas.
This week has been special. Hope that today would follow suit.
Had my spiritual birthday yesterday, feeling holy, light... Hahah.
23 Dec, dont forget.
The church is a really special place, got inspired, in a really different way. People there are like super entu. Girls hug each other when they see you. Guys arent so "dao-ey" like how they are in school. Quite different. Was pretty shock when those Sec 4 and other guys talked to me just like that. I was like, O_O
Gosh~.
Anyway, later there's this carolling session, might be going. Will have to locate my hp first... Arh.
Think I'll go off for now. ;)
Toodles.
Have a Happy Christmas Everyone.
express yourself {5:53 PM}
Sunday, December 19, 2004
i am in a place that I call batam (its not really batam, somewhere near batam but I still choose to call it batam).
whatever. I simply hate this sickening place. Everyone smokes. And thats a minus minus. However it doesnt make it positive. Fine I'm being lamer and lamer. I just cant think of anything else to post on this blog yea so here I am spamming in my own blog in this stupid piost where I'm writing in a place which I choose to call batam though it isnt really called batam.
Get it? :)
So you see how bored I am in this little cuyber cafe. And the worst part is that I have to stay alone in this cafe for like 2 whole hour. Isnt it such a torture.
well. During the trip, I spent time thinking. The kids here just sit under the trees, everything, and just play. You throw one singaporean kid and he'll start screaming and jumping.
"EEEE! GOT ANTS!! MUMMY!!!"
"EEEEE! SO DIRTY!!! I WANT AIR-CON!!!"
and all sorts of things like that. So you can roughly imagine what kind of place this place is.
Outside the room I'm in in the CC, is a whole group of people (chinese kids especially) playing RO. I guess its quite a craze in this reigon as well. And they dont speak in english or malay. More of
teo chew. hai. I admire and somehow... envy them for being able to speak in their own dialect. I only can speak words and phrases. hai.
Anyway, I composed alittle poem that I'm going to user for my blog.
christmas.
flakes fluttering in the bone-chilling air,
sharing and joy became the theme,
carols and greetings roamed the ears and streets.
another season of christmas has begun!
Its only 10.08am (time of batam)
My dad will be back at 11+. And I aint sure singapore time or batam's time.
I guess... I'll sign off for now.
Later tonight when I come back gotta chiong for PL Workshop's things.
oh well.
Till then.
Oops, I heaer a mimic bouncing outside... Looks like someone's gotta die...
express yourself {10:51 AM}